The Renegade Craft Fair over the weekend went better than I could’ve dreamed. I ended up selling 41 copies, basically as many as I was physically capable of making! I could’ve sold at least five more, but I just didn’t have them. The response was thrilling.

Now of course this morning here at “work” I’m grumpy, tired and generally touchy. I’d rather be writing and working on books than dealing with toner cartridges today.